Variation I: Lullay Jesu

Mine own dear mother, sing lullay!

Lullay, Jesu, lullay, lullay!

Mine own dear mother, sing lullay!

So blessed a sight it was to see,

How Mary rocked her Son so free;

So fair she rocked and sang 'by-by'.

'Mine own dear son, why weepest Thou thus?

Is not Thy Father King of bliss?

Have I not done that in me is?

Your grievance, tell me what it is.

''Therefore, mother weep I nought,

But for the woe that shall be wrought

To me, ere I mankind have bought.'

Ah, dear mother! yet shall a spear

My heart in sunder all to-tear;

No wonder though I careful were.'

Now, dear mother, sing lullay,

And put away all heaviness;

Into this world I took the way,

Again to (heaven) I shall me dress,

Where joy is without end ay,

Mine own dear mother, sing lullay!'

Lullay, Jesu, lullay, lullay!

Mine own dear mother, sing lullay!